This is a song about "Bees in da trap"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

I wanna be da best for ma ppl and da best in da nation

So wtf, i’m enemy #1 in da pub

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Make the fingers snap

Get caught in my mouse trap

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

I'll make sure that you don't win like a mouse in a trap,

Wake da fuck up,solder!tonight we'll have dinner in hell!

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well